Young at Heart
Am I really that old
Lets see! To remember the ziggurat the pyramids
The Niles at flood stage. When Atlantis was a city as
Well as Pompeii.
Romans building cities, had it their way,
Pyramids there all along.
Then came Jesus, he was to fall,
a Pope or two to save us all,
not exactly,
Am I that old? To remember, not really?
As I can remember in my youth, when there was no electricity
No telephone, the horse was the only way to travel
Literally speaking to get back home, the Model T Ford,
only birds could fly, no mail as we know today,
pony express just had its day the choo choo train,
As pigeons the only way to convey messages that
Had important things to say, as how could it be,
As no stamps invented as we have today.
The lifeline of man the Bible says was hundreds of
Years give a year each way; at 83 I am young at heart
As all the wisdom is buried in my heart.
I shall write poetry till I can write no more.
As my parents guided me to all the virtues of God
I so humbly hold.
Am I really that Old. This analogy As I be young at heart.
Charles Garcia
2007
Charles Garcia
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